"About five months." Carson answered, stilling a little when he felt her brush over his knee and then forcibly taking another casual sip from his soda. "Early February? It was weird, it had been March back home so the little time jump back was kinda crazy." With a cautious glance at her from the corner of his eye he tried to decide just how bold to play with being, then mentally shrugged and moved his his foot to press it closer to her's.

"What about you?" He asked as he grabbed for his pizza.